Preface: 3 years have passed now, Trunks is just 8 years old and Boo never existed * g *. Well ^^ '' and Goten is so good at school that he skipped a class and went to school with Trunks.


(Oh yeah ^^ '', you might not go through a story at this age, but I couldn't think of a better subject. * G *.)


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"So and now I'll distribute your history work back to you! Some of you have given enchanting answers, while others have far too vivid imaginations," announced the teacher and distributed the sheets of paper.


Goten nervously nibbled at his pencil while Trunks just looked bored out the window and watched the birds.


The teacher now passed her table and put the sheets of paper on the table.


"You seem to be bored with my class because you think up such silly stories ..." she said and tapped Trunks on the shoulder, who was torn from his thoughts.

"What?, .... why is that?" with these words he reached for his work and turned the page over.


"A 5 ??? !!!!"


Trunks looked puzzled at the teacher.


"Be glad I didn't give you a 6! Your story about Cell's destruction is probably more than childish! You didn't follow my lessons at all during the whole time! You know exactly that it was Mr. Satan and not any Sainfitction types who ran along! (^^ '' how do you write that?) "with these words she turned to Goten and smiled:" You have a 1! Your sentence order and your correct answers are just too perfect! "


Goten grinned.


Trunks


however, only growled misunderstood.


Then she turned back to Trunks.


"If I were you, I would sit on my bum! Your written work means that your oral grade is gone! Your transfer is far more than at risk!" she glared at him and handed him a letter.

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"So! I wish you all a nice weekend. See you next time," the teacher chuckled happily and the students hurried out of the classrooms.




On the way home:


"Cool, Trunks! You got a letter! ^^ You might be lucky."


Trunks looked angrily at Goten: "You are really stupid! This is for my parents. I would like to give it to you ... but the teacher will notice that. And I think your mother would die of fright ... .. "


"Do you think so? ..... hm, ..........................."




Arrived at the C.C, they parted ways and Trunks Mine changed into a sad "something".


"Bye, see you Monday!" called Goten and now flew home too.


" Bye......"


Trunks walked through the garden and disappeared into the front door.


"What will mom say? ......." he thought sadly and went into his room.


Once there, he lay down on his bed and stared at the ceiling, holding the letter in front of him.

"Maybe it is better not to show it to her ......" he thought and threw it under his bed.




Now a little happier again, he makes his way to the kitchen, where lunch was already waiting for him.


"Hello my darling, that's you! ^^ How was school?" Bulma greeted him and poured him a glass of fruit juice.


"As always, ......"


With these words he sat down at the table and began to eat.


Vegeta also came into the kitchen and sat down.


He was leafing through a newspaper and began to grumble: "I can't believe it!"


"What then darling?" Bulma asked, glancing over his shoulder.


"Oh! SonGohan is in the paper again, .......... He was recognized for his top performance as a student, ......... and there is also something about his brother here. Boy, really hardworking both of them. "wondered Bulma.


Vegeta bundled up the newspaper and tossed it in the corner.

"They really think they're better! The whole gang! They think we're stupid?" He growled.


"Hm, ... it would be nice if Trunks would be in the newspaper too ... He's also good at school ^^" said Bulma proudly.


Trunks swallowed hard ...


If they only knew ...


"I'm going to play in the garden ..." he said, got up and ran outside.


He sat on the swing and watched.


"This stupid newspaper! Now dad wants me to be good too, ......... But I only wrote the truth ....... this stupid Goth always sneaks up on the teacher ! " he wailed and began to swing ..




The next day at school:




"Shit, Goten! May I copy your German homework? Please!" Trunks pleaded.


"But that's not possible, Trunks. You have to ..."


Trunks interrupted him: "Friends help each other! And we're friends, ... aren't we ??"

Goten looked disgruntled at Trunks: "Yes, ....... Okay! Here ..."


As fast as he could, Trunks copied von Goten in his shorthand and finished before he rang the bell.




"Well, then please come forward and put your homework on the desk for me," said the teacher and leaned back in his chair.


"Well, now you can keep quiet ... in the meantime I'll check your homework."


Everyone in the class wanted to turn to their neighbors and whisper to one another, including Trunks and Goths.


"Shit! Why does he have to read it today ..." Trunks whined.


"I told you right away ... but you didn't want to listen to me." My Goths sympathetically and scribbled on a piece of paper.


Time passed and the doorbell rang at the end of school.


== RIIIINNGG ==


Tunks and Goten were about to jump up when the teacher held them back by the shoulders.

"Stayed here! ..... You will not go home. You have a few things to explain to me!"


Or we can make the whole thing short. ... I'll let the one who wrote the original go and the other one has to go to detention. So!


Which of you wrote off? "


Goten was about to answer when Trunks came up to him: "Teacher, ..... please don't be angry with Goten. He didn't understand the task and I wanted to help him."


The teacher eyed both of them and sat sternly over to Goten.


This stood there rooted to the spot and made no sound.


In disbelief, he looked at Trunks, who had put on his innocent expression.


"Well, Trunks. You can go." With these words he patted Trunks on the head and pointed him to the door.


When Trunks closed the door behind him, he only heard {And now to you! Mäcker-Motz ..}


And he was really sorry, but saw no other way out.




Meanwhile, Bulma was just cleaning up Trunks' room.

She ran the vacuum cleaner under the bed and suddenly it went FLOP.


She bent down and plucked the letter from the suction opening.


" What is that? ,....."




Continuation follows ...




Will Trunks get in trouble?


Will Goten ever forgive him?